For want of a title

Not much productive (story below) knitting going on this weekend. Party Friday, recovery Saturday, climbing with the same Party group today at the Devil's Punch Bowl in the desert.

I started seaming the raglan sweater yesterday (after the effects of alcohol had worn off completely, lest I create crappy seams). I seamed up the raglan edges and thought, with much excitement, "Ooh, let's put it on and take a goofy poncho picture like Mr. Fluffa!"

My head. Did not. Go through. (cue boyfriend's hysterical laughter)

Maybe there was still some alcohol left in the bloodstream because I tried to insert head into sweater neckhole FIVE times. (cue hysterical laughter from boyfriend rolling on the floor)

WTF? Yes, I knit my gauge swatch. I even washed and dried the acrylic square before measuring. I followed instructions, proud of the fact that I could even understand as I read through. *sigh* So what gives?

I'm not in any mood right now to deal. That's why the climbing today (but then, we always climb on Sundays). I'm staring at the sweater and I think I'll leave one raglan partially open with buttons and crochet loops for closure. Then I'll finish sweater seamage. Then if it still doesn't fit, I'll find a petite someone with a narrow head at the climbing gym and give the sweater to them.

Have a happy Sunday! Five more days to Memorial Day!